CasualDragon
Actual Live Dragon
"I guess it's ruined anyways." He sighed and teared off the destroyed sleeve. The pulled the rest of the jacket off and dumped it on the floor. Taking the torn off sleeve he ripped along the seam and tied it up over the first bullet. He repeated the process with more fabric the bullet wounds were bound. "I don't care who's team I'm on as long as I'm not with any of my brothers or that meanie." He pointed at Everest. "He's got an advantage over me. I get too close and he can blow me to smithereens." He winked Everest's way.